When I was in college in Bemidji, Minnesota, I waited tables for a living, and to save up money to go to Australia to student teach. I did not mind working hard at the Peckerhead Family Restaurant and Bakery, as I enjoyed the tips, the coworkers, and half of the customers.
What I did mind, however, was the management. Much like the man I work for two and a half years later (outrageous Mr. Collins), Potter Cunt was a paranoid, angry and overall a madman.
My first day of work, Potter Cunt was too busy to notice me.... for he was yelling at the kitchen manager for not ordering some needed supply.
My second week working at Peckerheads, I found out that he actually sits across from the restaurant in the grocery store parking lot, watching with binoculars (convinced we were all stealing from the till).
Months later, I worked a day shift with Potter, and couldn't believe the way he was speaking to Frazzled Freda about how her section was "too dirty." Despite the fact she was trying her hardest, her best wasn't good enough for him.
Two months before I left, he arrived unexpectedly and promptly began screaming at the entire night shift over the way the restaurant looked. "Why don't you do something for once?" he asked one of my coworkers and friends.
I hated him. He was one of the people I knew I wouldn't miss, as I boarded my jet in L.A., determined not to even return to the U.S. I was relieved I would never have to work for him again. I was positive that karma someday would pay Potter a visit.
And within the last month.... it has.
One fine day.... an executive from higher up in the Peckerheads chain, walked into the Bemidji site, and informed him it was time for him to pack up his briefcase.
They escorted Potter Cunt out of the building.
All that remains of him are the rumors of his money laundering float amongst the Peckerheads staff.
Tonight, I wonder what I would say to Potter if I could see him again.
First, I think I'd kick him in the nuts.
Then, I would tell him that everything happens for a reason.
Last, I'd kick him in the nuts again.
OK, so not a very insightful ending tonight. What can I say? The mean bastard deserved it.
